- It’s cold. And those snow flakes falling outside are really, really fat. #
- Oh, hey Monday. It’s you again. #
- Wal-Mart was the last place I wanted to go for a pre-Colorado road trip oil change. Apparently, everyone else is roadtripping too. Rats! #
- @BearRiverHealth Is there any word on when injections will be made available for primary caregivers? in reply to BearRiverHealth #
- I-80 Wyoming blows. Luckily, it’ll be a skidmarked memory in less than 60 minutes. #
- Oh hey, Colorado. I missed you. #
- Denver’s skyline is always a fine, fine sight- and there it is. Oh, baby! #
- …”Home”. And with that, good night and good luck. #
- @TySpace you’re in denver? in reply to TySpace #
- Finding solutions for world peace. #
- @TySpace Me too. Yay for Denver and its pan-handlers. in reply to TySpace #
- It’s an original, but Happy Thanksgiving. #
- @TySpace Let’s do it! We’d make millions… Or at least enough to pay for a vegas trip where wed make millions. in reply to TySpace #
- @TySpace We’re here for a homeland Thanksgiving- parents are here. in reply to TySpace #
- Was just offered a T-day Denver Broncos ticket, 8th row, 45 yard line… And I’m passing on it. Somewhere, someone is plotting my demise. #
- Kids are going buckwild crazy after watching Ice Age 3. Trying to convince everyone else to watch Star Trek, but movie capital may be spent. #
- Despite loathing the panicked, Black Friday hordes, $10 Blurays and the fact I buy Christmas presents leave me no choice. Time to head out. #
- Kids down. Day wrapped. Movie time. #
- Date night. UNH! #
- Nostalgia kinda sucks. #
Archive for November, 2009
A Week’s Worth of Yapping: 2009-11-29
Sunday, November 29th, 2009A Week’s Worth of Yapping: 2009-11-22
Sunday, November 22nd, 2009- Spent the afternoon playing kiddie demos and watching Clone Wars. Sharing interests with a 4-year-old makes “babysitting” a geektastic snap. #
- Oh. Hey, Monday. #
- Introducing Lady Friend to the glories of the “rebooted” Star Trek on Bluray. Here’s to hoping she takes the bait… #
- Time to turn in my Man Club card. I actually enjoyed Chris Weitz’ New Moon. #
- @jesscot I know, huh! I feel so dirty. in reply to jesscot #
- Lady-friend: Nutcrackering – Little Dude: Tanked + Little Sis: Crying ÷ Me: Boobless = Screwed. #
- All the Twilight hate is reaching the same cult-like devotion as all the Twilight fawning. #
- Pizza and Star Trek. Again. Love this new version. #
- Saturday is a special day. It’s the day we get ready for Sunday. #
- Saturdays, for all their hype, always end up “meh”. Time to inject some hype and become the master of the weekend destiny. #
- 7:15 AM wake-up calls of “Papa, I’m so, so, so, hungryyyyyy”, while cute, are overrated. Need a nightstand supply of snacks at the ready. #
Troubling Past… I Wish
Friday, November 20th, 2009So Lady-Friend has off and created her own blog. I’m still mad about it. In futile protest, I’m re-posting her rants, raves and admissions here at Vintonville.com. One day she’ll relent and come back. One day.
Lady-Friend here.
I’m a little bit ticked right now. Not ticked that the world and government are going straight down the pooper. Or that it’s bitter cold in Cache Valley and it’s only November. Or that my li’l baby girl is sick AGAIN. Or that I happen to pick up the family plague. Or that there is never enough time during the day to get things done.
Nope, I’m ticked that I am so weak! WEAK I SAY!!!
I’ve been doing P90X for almost ninety days now and it’s been AWESOME! The program is sweet and totally kicks my booty. I love it. The best part is I am really seeing results IE– I have biceps and triceps. Who knew? Who also knew that your shoulder is more then one muscle and has strips of glory? It’s all true, fun to see, and I love that I am getting stronger to boot. I can do 20+ manly push-ups (three whole body shaking ones when I started) and four pull ups (I could barely hang on to the bar). For the first time in my life I can actually see muscles in my stomach instead of the uni-pack-and-roll (one big square with a roll at the end, my perfect little tire) I’ve had my whole life. We call it the Dunkley ponch (guess my sisters deal with the same dilemma).
Just when I think it might be possible to actually have the stomach of my dreams, I crumble. I am weak. I have a killer sweet tooth and it burdens me so! Halloween comes around and I think I can resist the ever so delicious candy corn, I fail! Not just a little fail, I’m pretty sure I ate at least 3 bags…how nasty is that. Then the left over loot, you don’t even want to know how many tootsie rolls I ate and I don’t even like them. And of course the trick or treating candy which the little man still asks where his big loot ended up. Oh sorry pal, its around my waist and in my cheeks. I feel quite glutinous pointing all this out, yuck!
I was hoping as I travel through these glutinous weeks of candy, cookie dough, brownies etc I could try to blame a troubling past or a deep repressed memory/void I am trying to fill. What makes me eat the third bag of candy corn, or 1/2 the batch of cookie dough, or devour my Little Man’s candy stash?
Truth is I got nothing! My childhood was awesome and I was super lucky my parents didn’t try to sell me on the black market. I have an amazing husband and two amazing kids. What more could I ask for?
Plain and simple I’m weak and I love love love sweets! Anyone else as weak as I am? Does anyone have a cure because I’m pretty sure it could make it on my “its a disorder” list? Spread the love, please!
If anyone out there could tell me some nasty stories on how rats bathe in the sugar that makes the candy, or how there are tiny hairs (curly, black, long, you name it) secretly baked in every sweet thing I love that would be great! Those kind of stories could really cure this girl of her sweet tooth!
Toesies
Tuesday, November 17th, 2009Little Sis has this new thing where she leans over and grabs her toes and “Hmmmmmm!”s. My vote is “Cute as crap!”, even with a green bean dinner smeared all over her face.
Thunder, Baby!
Monday, November 16th, 2009So Lady-Friend has off and created her own blog. She continues to post on it, despite my futile protests. So, out of spite and because I enjoy reading them, I’m reposting her rants, raves and admissions here at Vintonville.com– duplicate content be damned!
Lady-Friend here.
I am a runner through and through. I love to run. I love the runners high. I love hitting the streets/mountain trails– just me and the pavement/dirt. I hope I never have to give it up and I don’t think any other activity could replace just how awesome I feel after a good long run.
That said, I’ve been Spinning a lot lately. I take this spin class in the most ghetto gym in Cache valley (hey- it’s cheap and I don’t go to check out the quality of the place, People). I needed something besides just running because a switch-up is healthy and much easier on my body. When I first started going, the class was quiet and everyone talked about when they would be hitting the streets together (who knew there is a whole network of bikers here in Logan). I wanted and needed some umph!! I started hootin’ and screamin’ and telling the ladies to pick it up and that we could do it– mostly to keep me going but the ladies started to enjoy it.Now I’m the designated cheerleader.
Back to the point…I really enjoy spinning and it kicks my booty but I have a very valid and real fear:
THUNDER THIGHS!
I’m so afraid that if I keep spinning as much as I am my legs are going to look like this chicks [Ed: Chun Li from the Street Fighter video game series... yes, I knew that. No, I'm not embarrassed] Geewww! Can anyone offer any comfort? Do I need to find a new alternative? Nobody likes the thunder thighs! If I become a spinner am I destined to have thunder thighs?
P.S. The instructor seriously said the “P” word today…the whole thing…shouldn’t that word be off limits? I can’t stand that word! Anyone feel the same or am I over reacting?
A Week’s Worth of Yapping: 2009-11-15
Sunday, November 15th, 2009- @jesscot Eagle Eye is worth a watch. The setup is fun– it’s the payoff that doesn’t deliver. #
- I’m getting old: So many people wasting time waiting for a game that’ll be overstocked tomorrow. Yes, I’m looking at you Modern Warfare 2. #
- After two weeks in various stages of sick, started a third round of P90x tonight. Two weeks off wasn’t a good idea. So… Sleeeeeepy… #
- Hey, Tuesday. How’s it goin’. You too, Soreness. #
- @jesscot Did you get a chance to watch Shia “N-n-n-no-no!” Lebouf and his Eagle Eye? in reply to jesscot #
- Is genuinely surprised by the general real world disconnect brought to bare by so many in the 13 hours since Modern Warfare 2’s release. #
- @jesscot Oh Nos!
in reply to jesscot # - Dear Best Buy- here’s some more money. #
- Up, warm chocolate chip cookies and the crew curled up on the couch makes for a fantastic Tuesday night. Its settled. I’m a family man. #
- Man, that show is fantastic. Again. #
- Shaving is for the birds. #
- Back to the Moran Eye Center for Little Sis. So far so good. #
- Done and done. Surgery in 6 months. Yaaaaaaay. #
- Summoning the willpower to get a resistance workout going instead of slumming it all cozy-like on the couch while it snows outside. #
- Man, that pizza was delicious. Time for a cookie night cap chaser. #
- A successive string of Iggy’s lunches are working against my pants. #
- Day’s wiiiiiiide open. Almost makes a guy feel indulgent and slothful. Almost. #
Singers Regret
Wednesday, November 11th, 2009So Lady-Friend has off and created her own blog. Out of spite and because I enjoy reading them, I’m reposting her rants, raves and admissions here at Vintonville.com– duplicate content be damned!
Lady-Friend here. I just got done watching the Oprah Karaoke show where she pulled random folks who have great voices and love to sing. She told viewers to send a video… and of course I didn’t. I am yet again filled with regret that I didn’t take the leap of faith and at least try. I love to sing, I always have but I’ve never felt good enough. I know there will always be someone (or plenty) better then I am but I just keep hoping and wishing that one day I will have my chance on stage to “sing it baby”.
Reality check: I don’t see that happening unless some record dude shows up at my church on the day I’ve been asked to sing. So I will continue to sing in the shower, behind closed doors, and occasionally at my church.
Give it up for dream crushing!! WOO WOO
Pants Without the Peg
Tuesday, November 10th, 2009So Lady-Friend has off and created her own blog. Out of spite and because I enjoy reading them, I’m reposting her rants, raves and admissions here at Vintonville.com– duplicate content be damned!
Lady-Friend here. I can’t believe it! I took the plunge today and bought my first pair of skinny jeans…YIKES!!! I have to admit that for the longest time (and even now) they remind a little of when I used to “roll and pin” my jeans back in the day. Who knew they would be the “HOT” new style.
Okay, fine. I know they’ve been the hot new jean for a while now, but I’m a behind-the- times-kinda gal. For instance: when capris came out I told myself I wouldn’t be caught dead in those silly little 1/2 pants and now I have over six pairs. Or when long shorts came back in style, there was no way you find them in my closet…7 pairs later. I am the type of person that has to “warm” up to styles and then–maybe– I might adapt them into my clothes line up.
Now the problem is what on earth and how on earth do I wear them? I was thinking they would look super sexy with these hot boots but the man friend [ed. That's me! The killjoy!] just put the kibosh on them. He not only put the kibosh, but he also said they were atrocious…brutal! What do you think? Are they as ugly as he says?
I look forward to the responses…ha ha! I’ll be posting a pic of my hot new skinny pants…wahoo for pants without the peg and the sweet invention of spandex.
A Week’s Worth of Yapping: 2009-11-08
Sunday, November 8th, 2009- Lunch: Beef jerky. Triscuits. Water. Must be Sunday. #
- Feeling a scratchy sore throat sneaking up. Not unlike a dirty tramp, this season just keeps on giving. #
- Hey- it’s fall! #
- Four hours of sleep isn’t enough to power through a Monday like this. #
- The month of November is going to bankrupt/leave me as a divorcee thanks to the sheer volume of Bluray releases I want on my shelf. #
- 9 out of 10 coughers agree: dry unproductive coughing is overrated. Iggy’s Western burger with Blue Cheese and dunk sauce, however, is not. #
- Trying not to fall asleep while putting Little Dude to bed. Daylight savings is still wreaking havoc… that and 2 a.m. Borderlands playing. #
- I’ve become the annoying coughing guy sitting next you at the movies/at work/in the restaurant. It’s awesome. #
- The 5 minutes of Castle I watched before heeding the Borderlands siren call was actually pretty witty. Nathan Fillion- you scamp. #
- Gew. Feeling weirdly crappy. #
- Its a friggin miracle! 12 hours of sleep and I’m cured. Time to blow some petty cash in celebration. #
- Crowds are making me ornery in my old age. They always seem like they’re one idiot away from sparking a stampeding riot. #
Quotables: Little Dude
Friday, November 6th, 2009Another installment of the ongoing adventures in the lexicon wonderland of Little Dude Vinton.
Lady-Friend has a fantastic singing voice. Clear, distinct and lovely. A few weeks back, she was putting in a lot of practice for some musical auditions and scheduled some practice time as Little Dude was going to bed. With lady-Friend in the other room and the bedroom door shut, we could still hear Lady-Friend’s sweet refrains. Little Dude wasn’t appreciating it. “Dude, I think we have to fall asleep! As soon as Mama stops singing this wakeup song.”
When Little Dude was sick and laying in bed a couple weeks back, he loaded up on movies. After watching The Incredibles, there were some burning questions.
“How come Mr. Incredible can kick kick that robot into a tree?”
“Because he’s so strong.”
“Yeah, he must be doing P90x all day long!”